Qin Xuan stared closely at the figure with the broken arm, and a terrible thought flashed through his mind.
They had just separated not long ago, and at this moment, the other person had already communicated with the Buddha. This means that the time for this person to communicate with the Buddha was very short, and he probably realized it as soon as he came.
What a terrible understanding!
"Broken arm..." Jiang Tianxing, Bai Dan and others then noticed that the man below had only one arm. They suddenly thought of the person Qin Xuan just mentioned and couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
"Is it him?" Jiang Tianxing looked at Qin Xuan uncertainly and asked.
"Yes." Qin Xuan nodded and said, "I think he came here to communicate with the Buddha statue after I left, very quickly."
Jiang Tianxing lowered his head and glanced at the figure with the broken arm, and said in a low voice: "With the peak cultivation level of the Great Emperor, this person is only one step away from the Holy Path. The aura on his body is much stronger than that of the ordinary Great Emperor. He must have been immersed in this realm for many years.
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Qin Xuan did not have any doubts about Jiang Tianxing's words. He had seen the figure with a severed arm take action before, and in one thought he had repelled several high-level figures at the top of the Emperor Realm. Under the Holy Realm, there were probably few who could be his opponent.
"It turns out to be a Buddhist cultivator with a broken arm!"
Many people looked at the figure with the severed arm in amazement. They did not know how long he had been here to achieve enlightenment. If they knew that he communicated with the Buddha statue not long after he arrived, I am afraid that the shock in their hearts would be even stronger.
But at this moment, a figure came across the space, with an extremely powerful and domineering aura. He raised his hand and struck out a palm towards the broken-armed figure below. Suddenly, a boundless Buddha handprint appeared in the void, containing a strong suppressive aura, as if it could kill.
All evil spirits.
However, at this moment, this mudra was not directed at the evil demon, but at a Buddhist cultivator.
"Boom!" There was a loud boom, and the Buddha's handprint penetrated the space, landed directly on the figure with the broken arm, and struck down, as if to kill him with one blow.
All this happened in a very short period of time, so fast that many people did not react. Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly changed, and he wanted to save him, but it was too late.
The handprints arrived in an instant, slamming into the figure with the broken arm, but the next moment, a scene that stunned countless people appeared.
The Buddha's light flowing all over the figure with the broken arm seemed to be a golden body. There was a loud bang, and the big Buddha's handprints were scattered by a terrible rebound force, but there were no cracks on the golden body and remained intact.
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"This..." The crowd around them were horrified when they saw this scene. The person who took action was also a great emperor, and it was a sudden attack. Such an attack could not cause any harm to him. The defense of the broken-arm figure was simply
fear!
Qin Xuan's pupils also shrank suddenly. Seeing that the figure with the broken arm was unharmed, he was also quite shocked.
This person may have also entered the realm of false saints, and ordinary emperors cannot shake him.
At this time, the crowd turned their attention to the person who took action. They saw that the person was wearing a golden cassock. He was obviously a Buddhist cultivator. At this moment, his face was full of shock. It was obvious that he felt unbelievable. His attack was unexpected.
Unable to cause damage to the broken-arm figure.
Qin Xuan looked at the Buddhist cultivator, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes. Was he trying to stop him from continuing to communicate with the Buddha?
Others probably guessed the Buddhist cultivator's intention, but no one said anything, and no one stopped him. It was better to do more than to do less when he was wandering outside. Moreover, judging from the current situation, there was no need for them to intervene.
Seeing the Buddha's light around the figure with the broken arm becoming more and more dazzling, a trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the Buddhist cultivator above, and he turned around and left. Obviously, he knew very well that once the figure with the broken arm gained enlightenment from Buddhist practice, he would not let go easily.
If you don't leave now, you won't have a chance.
The Buddhist cultivator stepped into the void and heard a Buddha's voice resounding between heaven and earth: "Where are you going?"
This Buddha's voice seemed to be coming from the sky. The crowd all raised their heads and looked up into the sky, looking at the huge and boundless shadow of the Buddha. Could it be that the Buddha had appeared?
"He is communicating with the Buddha statue. The Buddha's shadow was born because of him, so he can use the Buddha's shadow to speak. That sentence was what he said." A saint seemed to have seen through something and said to the figure with a broken arm below.
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"That's it!" Everyone suddenly realized that this was indeed the case. Then a sharp flash flashed in their eyes, and it seemed that the figure with the broken arm was about to take action.
However, the Buddhist cultivator did not stop after hearing the sound. A powerful force of space power erupted from his body, tearing apart the space and disappearing in an instant.
But at the next moment, the Buddha's light that shrouded Nanxiao City fell down, wrapping the space, and the figure of the Buddhist cultivator was revealed again. A trace of fear finally appeared on his face. He found that it was impossible to penetrate this space.
piece of space!
At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and he felt desperate. He looked down at the figure with a broken arm and begged for mercy: "Forgive me this time!"
"The Buddha is compassionate and uses his body to influence others. However, when he puts on that cassock, he has evil thoughts and wants to harm others. It shows that good fortune is not enough, so I sent him to practice beside the Buddha." A voice from the Buddha came from above,
resounds throughout the vast space.
When the Buddha heard this, his expression changed greatly. The Buddha went to practice beside him in the Western Paradise. He wanted to kill him!
"I was wrong. From now on, I will devote myself to practicing Buddhism, be considerate of the world, and never kill anyone indiscriminately!" The Buddhist monk said with a pious expression, as if he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"Amitabha, please tell these words to the Buddha."
The moment the Buddha's voice fell, thousands of bright Buddha lights in the void gathered in one place, and turned into a huge palm with five fingers across the void. The terrifying power of the Buddha's path flowed on the palm, as if it were a real hand.
The hands of gods and Buddhas contain the power of heaven.
"Boom!"
Along with a powerful rumbling sound, the hands of gods and Buddhas pressed down. The Buddhist cultivator suddenly raised his head and watched the palms in his pupils enlarge. He felt a mountain peak falling down, and suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. He breathed
Everything has become much more difficult.
"Ah..." The Buddhist cultivator looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. His breath exploded wildly, and he raised his hands upward to prevent his palms from falling. However, his palms directly broke through all the force and fell on his body.
The next moment, everyone saw the Buddhist cultivator's body being pressed down by the palm of his hand. There was another loud noise, and his body was smashed into the ground. There was no breath coming out, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Void, silent.
When the people around saw this scene, their hearts were beating fast, and they looked at the figure with a severed arm with a hint of fear in their eyes, and they were instantly killed!
From the beginning to the end, he sat there without moving, without even raising his head, as if he was concentrating on the Buddha statue with all his heart, yet he easily suppressed his opponent. This was simply... like a god.